The pitoraq has finally subsided so I can go on deck again. Thatís necessary because a lot needs to be repaired. Unfortunately, thereís not much that isnít damaged by the forces of nature.

Perhaps I must be happy I survived this storm with only some bruises and scratches, but I feel rather sad. Probably because I have turned into a psychic wreck.

Courage and motivation left me weeks ago. Why did I leave Iceland anyway? That bizarre attraction towards the north, what is it good for? It brought me more storm than shine.

I wish I would have reached Kangertittivaq before this miserable storm showed up. I would have been safe and far more north then I am now. The east Greenland current has taken over control and flows to the south!